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Britney spearsBlackout
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(Danja)
Yeah smash on the radio, bet I penned it!
(Britney)
Britney, (break me off)
OHHHH Toy soldier (x4)

I'm out the door, its automatic, simple babe
I'm like a fire, bottle bustin in your face
So tired of you bein up in my space,
How much more can I take
I'm tired of privates drivin, need a general that ain't weak...


When I shut the door leaving with my bag, hit the scene in my new wagon
Bet he gonna wish he knew the type of fun I'm getting into,
Peek a boo, he good doing things you wish you could,
He's not talking, he's just walking like them city boys from New York


This time I need a soldier, a really bad ass soldier
That know how to take, take care of me
I'm so damn glad that's over
This time I need a soldier, I'm sick of toy soldiers
(I need ....i'm so sick of...toy soldiers...)
A boy that knows how to take care of me,
Won't be just coming over...


I don't want no more, (break me off)
OHHHH Toy soldier
I'm simply sick and tired of those...
I don't want no more,
I'm simply sick and tired of those...


I want it more than ever now,
I realized that they ain't listenin,
Like a princess supposed to get it
That's why I'm dustin off my fitted,
Coming back looking delicious,
Yes I know they wanna kiss me,
Now I hold them at attention,
Cuz new Britney's on a mission...


When I shut the door leaving with my bag, hit the scene in my new wagon
Bet he gonna wish he knew the type of fun I'm getting into,
Peek a boo, he good...doing things you wish you could,
He's not talking, he's just walking like them city boys from New York

This time I need a soldier, a really bad ass soldier
That know how to take, take care of me
I'm so damn glad that's over
This time I need a soldier, I'm sick of toy soldiers
(I need ....i'm so sick of...toy soldiers...)
A boy that knows how to take care of me,
Won't be just coming over...



Brit, I heard that he was saying he's still in love with you, and
Brit, I heard he said he could stay if he wanted to, and
Brit, I heard every man out here is wanting you now
Brit, I heard, I heard, what you gona do now?


This time I need a soldier, a really bad ass soldier
That know how to take, take care of me
I'm so damn glad that's over
This time I need a soldier, I'm sick of toy soldiers
(I need ....i'm so sick of...toy soldiers...)
A boy that knows how to take care of me,
Won't be just coming over...

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